This is a song about "Left"

Fly as ricky steam boat

That left ya without hope

Friend after friend left me

Hey, must be the money

Got nothing left to say

She got grove st. on replay

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Right now using my left brain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

So with your mind left exploded

Or let the mob handle that

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

All the people you left behind.

And i'm left for the corrections,

Cause we been off them slave ships